Ronin and Crassus looked at each other, and their expressions were a bit wonderful.

"Do you want to say to her, 'Actually the portal connecting the twisted void is not closed, and I have opened a new one for your men. So the Burning Legion will still invade this world... By the way, even the earliest portal was expanded by me. Yes, your deep trust in love - I, the initiator of all this, this war to destroy your empire will happen soon'?"

"Are you crazy? What would she think when she learned that for the completeness of the timeline, you personally opened the prelude to a war that would eventually destroy her empire and slaughter her thousands of people? Besides, you can't convince her that for Azeroth, history that has been tragically damaged by the ancient wars must be better than not letting it happen."

"After all... you are changing history according to your own wishes. Although it is for the world to prepare before the final battle and ensure that the ancient war occurs is the only viable way that the 'Fallen' has found in millions of possibilities. But... can Azshara really look at the timeline problem rationally? Maybe she will feel that the reason you did this is just that you don't want to disappear into the timeline that was changed. You will turn against each other."

Ronin saw it very clearly. Faced with a series of problems, Angma couldn't laugh or cry.

However, Luo Ning's doubts are not unreasonable.

As the saying goes, care is chaotic. If Angma himself had forced an avoidable war to happen and destroy his empire, tribesmen, and even everything he cherished, he would never be able to remain rational - even if the other party was trying to save himself.

But this is not what Angma wants to express.

"Master Ronin, you misunderstood me," Angma said. "I will explain to her my origin, including the story of the 'Fallen' and the cause of this timeline, and... without the influence of myself, she would have experienced in her original history."

Luo Ning shook her head and said, "You want to use this method to subtly change her until she can accept the bloody reality? Angma, I am not pessimistic, I really don't have any hope for this matter. Even if she can understand your good intentions, I am afraid she will not be grateful to you. After all, after the war is over, her empire will completely collapse in the unprecedented catastrophe of heaven and earth breaking, and the price is too heavy..."

"But I can only do this, I believe she will understand." Angma sighed.

Ronin nodded without comment, "Well, if you can succeed, maybe you can really bring Azeroth a powerful guardian who is comparable to Aegwen."

"Not only, Master Luo Ning, absolutely more than... I think she is far stronger than Ms. Aegwen."

At this time, Crasus, who had been listening quietly to the conversation, suddenly spoke, "Angma, I have a problem."

"Um?"

"Have you ever thought that the night elves in later generations knew the cause of the ancient war. Although in the early stages of the war, they all believed that Empress Azshara was under house arrest by the upper elves, so they could not help the invasion of the Burning Legion. But as the truth emerged, people were surprised to find that Azshara was the culprit of this war-"

"—Do you still have to let her bear these guilts? This means that no matter whether you succeed or not, after the war begins, she can only watch the demons slaughter their people, listen to people's scolding, but cannot appear in front of others to participate in the war, and cannot clear her grievances. Moreover, for the sake of the unity of timeline, perhaps you have to cover up the truth about Harves and the Burning Legion, pass all the guilt onto Azshara, and make her the ambitious tragic queen in history... Are you sure she can accept all this?"

Angma's expression became serious and he slowly shook his head and said, "No, there is not only one way to maintain the unity of the timeline. I will not do this, Master Crasus."

"Okay, if you face a dilemma, explain the situation in time. Ronning and I will help you as much as possible." Crassus looked into his eyes and said earnestly.

Angma smiled and said goodbye to the two and left the courtyard.

As a result, before I could walk far away, I saw a beautiful figure walking from a distance on the suburban path full of moonlight.

It was Mavie Shadow Ge. She did not wear the priestess robe of the Moon Temple, but instead put on a casual outfit. She looked simple but very eye-catching, because whether it was the simple long-sleeved dress, the close-fitting trousers and knee-length boots, they all perfectly outlined the tall figure with a straight and perfect line, and looked extremely capable.

Her silver hair, which was naturally drooping her shoulders and combed her ponytail on the back of her head, and the facial patterns on her eyes added a bit of softness to her. As her steps were slightly moved, her slender legs continued to alternate, almost making people unable to take their eyes off.

Angma couldn't help but be stunned.

In the Battle of Mount Hygar ten thousand years later, Mavie in his impression had always hidden himself behind the face armor that covered his face. Even if he took off his helmet, his face would always be filled with a look of hatred of evil, with a strong indifference and evil spirit. If you say something to her, you will worry about whether you will be eaten alive by the other party because you say something wrong in the next second.

But Mavie was completely different at this time.

Although I see Mavie who treats the "Time Travel Trio" every day, Angma still can't imagine that Mavie Yingge in his youth would look like this when wearing casual clothes. His expression was a little cold, but he also had the gentleness of the identity of a priestess.

It was really...unbelievable. Even in the previous timeline, he had never seen Mavie dressed in this outfit.

"Ms. Mavie, why are you here?" Angma greeted politely.

Mavi was startled by the sudden sound, and found that he was standing not far away, and he became strangely nervous and said incoherently: "I... I'll give you some ointments. Brox's burn medicine is almost used up."

Angma was very confused. Mavie seemed to have been worried and didn't notice himself coming towards him. And he said he was here to deliver medicine, but his hands were empty. If it was stuffed into the pocket of his shirt, Angma could definitely tell at a glance. After all, the clothes were tightly wrapped around his flat belly, and everything in his pocket would bulge out.

Angma realized that his focus was a little wrong and thought to himself, okay, it wasn't because of his tight clothes, but because of his good figure. As a man who had just tasted the sweetness of the relationship, he naturally compared Azshara with Mavi, who "can't escape it", and finally found that the figures of the two were... comparable.

Putting away his memories of the fallen words, he chuckled softly, "Just ask the maid to do such a small thing, and the priestess doesn't have to go there in person."

"Nothing, it's just a walk." Mavie replied.

On the way? Angma laughed secretly. Why is Mavi weird today? The entire western suburbs are completely closed due to their existence. The orphanage of Chenfeng Village, which the other party often goes to, is also far away in the southern suburbs. How can it be on the way?

Mavie clenched his fists, looking like he wanted to speak but stopped, and tried his best to maintain a cold manner. The more Angma looked, the more strange he felt.

In the end, Mavie seemed to have made up some decision and said, "I..."
Chapter completed!